Rana is busy reading the documents that were sent to him earlier with a bored expression on his face. The documents in his hand are all about the small clinics he decided to build that can benefit the commoners. In his calculations, the clinics should be good to operate by this month. But because there are bugs who embezzled the fund he provided, the reconstruction of those clinics is now delayed.
"Fucking bugs..." Rana muttered to himself. "Should I use them as human fertilizers in the eastern land?"
"Do it and our people will call you a tyrant."
"Heh. Then I will become the first tyrant who is too handsome for their eyes."
Turning his head, Rana sees his wife standing near the door with her arms crossed on her chest. A smile appeared on his face when his Queen approached him with steady steps. When she is just a few inches away from him, Rana pulled her arm and sit her on his lap.
"Rana!" Charmaine exclaimed.
